Demon Sovereignty: Retake Our Freedom

[Era of Hell] Part 75: Serpent Deceiver (End of Book One)

Nothing is as simple as good and evil, black and white. Changing your perspective on any kind of subject, will eventually, even slightly, change your view.

HEAVEN-SEVERAL WEEKS LATER

Everything the word kindness can describe is located here. Right between the whole cosmos, two dimensions exist: Hell and Heaven. This is Heaven, where the angels and the Archangels roam and protect everything kind and dear. Their souls are devoid of evil, yet still have to lift up a sword, fight, and kill. They banish evil, precisely, the devils, and their products—demons. 

Helion, the mighty Celestial God of Heavens, was in a state of frantic movement, alternating between bursts of running and abrupt halts. Beside him moved Sebun, the Seven Principal Angels of God.

Suddenly, a figure landed on the opposite side and unleashed powerful winds, roaring like hurricanes and tornadoes. The air itself seemed to thicken and take on a visible form, swirling with an intense red color.

The Sebun were ready for action and blasted forward, but Helion raised a hand, halting their advance. "No. This is impossible," he said, his voice resonating with both a hushed tone and powerful authority. Spreading his gigantic wings majestically, he continued, "It is impossible for such tainted beings to reach this place!"

Barachiel, one of the angels, felt ill as if his throat was ripped out. That's because a powerful, evil aura was felt ahead. Without a warning, three tall figures came into view, their presence signaling that they had already broken into the dome of Heaven.

"Only the Archangels and the Royal Consort can enter here, while other beings shall be scorched by the Holy Fire. Yet they..."

Helion is an unfathomable, fourteen billion years old, whose existence intertwines with the origins of the cosmos. Helion's eyes were shimmering like galaxies, their gaze piercing through the veils of time. 

"Devils! We can not let them destroy the balance!" Rushing forward, Helion quickly stopped and pierced his sight in front. "Satan! Your existence is just a stain on history! What did you forget here?!"

"I shall take care of it, Murakami!" a happy, joyful voice was heard as a red-skinned beast of a devil ran in front. "Leave them to me!"

"Belial..." Satan's eyes widened in fear. "You will get killed."

Belial was like something straight out of a nightmare. He was a red-skinned creature, towering at an intimidating ten meters tall. His skin was this deep, fiery shade of red. His hands ended in long, dark claws that looked sharp enough to tear through just about anything. And his horns, curving out of his head in a menacing way. His hair was short and pitch black, contrasting starkly with his red skin, and it only added to his wild, untamed look.

"Oh! No need to greet me with fire. I have it enough..." Belial nonchalantly spoke to God Helion. "That worthless demon, Onyx, will die shortly. And Lucifer will reawaken once more. And remember, your dog, Akshar, will be killed shortly!"

"I can not mistake this aura. Satan! Finally, you showed yourself! Your reign ends now!"

Murakami Kazayamara, or Ryugan as he is ominously known, stood before them, as he revealed his true self once more. The mask he was wearing was a part of his own aura, meant to suppress his aura so others wouldn't distinguish him from a devil. His mask quickly disintegrated, revealing his face beneath. His smile was unnaturally wide and bone-chilling, stretching creepily across his face. From his mouth oozed trickles of blood, and had no teeth visible. Most terrifying of all were his empty eye sockets, from which blood cascaded like waterfalls.